You never know what you'll find

It was rather hard to get out of bed today, so I didn't bother for quite some time. I was reading my new book "Social Blunders" still unwilling to change locations when my parents called and bribed me with food. Since I got my first Real Paycheck yesterday it wasn't so much the freeness of the food as it was just the simple thought of filling my belly that got me going.

I began searching for my new favorite find -- a beautiful gold, flat, snowflake/ornamentesque, earring that I turned into a necklace pendant and attached to my Grandmother's gold chain. I couldn't find it in any of my standard locations and was close to tearing my room apart when I forced myself to leave as my parents would be wondering about me and my hunger was approaching a dangerous level. Upon meeting my parents, I told my Mom about the missing necklace and how it always seems like I lose my favorite finds. I'm good about holding on to (and locating) just about every belonging I've purchased, but my most precious finds, I lose! Life has an interesting sense of humor.

I kept thinking about the necklace on the walk home. I was scanning my surroundings, per usual, perhaps hoping to discover a new find that would make up for the current loss when I found a whole person -- my boyfriend from high school. He looked basically how I remembered, and totally different, and the funny thing is that he was wearing the exact same KORN t-shirt he was wearing the last time we spoke, when we were 17. That shirt made it undeniably him.

He was on the phone at the time but instantly recognized me and caught up with me a few moments later on his bike. Turns out him and his girlfriend live on the same street as me = frickin' crazy. He asked what I'd been up to since junior year of high school and we caught up on some things: jobs, life, prison time. It was nice, and a little surreal.

After I got home (and called Sarah and Tiff to report, of course), I resumed searching for the necklace. I did a ton of organizing, cleaning and digging around and obviously it's always in the last place you look, because why would you keep looking once you found it?? I found my beautiful necklace in my glasses case, a perfect place to put something.

The best part about finding things is that you might find something totally unexpected or something that is exactly what you were looking for. Either way, it never fails to surprise me.